|Boo, in all his glory|
Still not going into details about all the "Everything" that's been going on lately (not there yet, emotionally) you already know we've got Gammy's cat, Wendy, and are trying diligently to integrate her into our household.
Last night at 10:30 the two of them spent quite a while chasing each other up and down our back hallway. Thumpa-thumpa-thumpa! She's 8 lbs. He's 20 lbs. They're like a herd of elephants! Any parent of multiple cats (#joysofcatparenthood) understands what this sounds like. And most of the time, any parent of multiple cats can tune out the running back and forth and general sounds of play. Even mild Kitty Fisticuffs. But when the fisticuffs become a full on screamer of a fight, it wakes everyone up in a hurry! Yeah - that happened. Poor Boy Child got genuinely freaked out, never having heard a legitimate scream from a cat before. It is, admittedly, a bit terrifying, even if you know what it is! Girl Child slept through it. (And before you ask, yes, I checked them over. No one got hurt.)
|The Tiny Furry Dictator with her favorite minion, Girl Child|
He eats her food. She smacks him and sends him running down the hall. He hides. She finds him. He chases her back down the hall the other way. She runs and hides under my bed, where he can't reach her because he's really too big. He sits in the hallway and cries and makes concerned sounds until she comes out from under the bed. Then they both sit and stare at each other for a while until one of them decides they just have to move. Then the chasing starts again.
She uses his litterbox and I am sure she does it because she knows he's too big to fit into hers. It's a small win for female kitty kind everywhere, right?
|Spoiled Fur Child|
Boo is spoiled so I think he's probably feels like we've added an interloper into his domain (which we have) and probably feels mildly threatened. Except, being of such a non-violent nature, he's not sure what to do when The Tiny Furry Dictator lays down the law. Usually he can't figure out what he's done and comes to me to cry and snuggle. Goober.
Anyway, it's been (and will continue to be) an adventure. I know that it can take a LONG time for cats to truly accept each other, but I'd forgotten about the struggles in the meantime. I have no doubt they'll get there, but for now, please wish me (and my family) hours of uninterrupted sleep.